Chapter Three
Mrs. Henrietta Anderson
Winnie’s wine is good. I never developed a taste for expensive drink. Not practical in heading a juvenile facility where alcohol is strictly prohibited. But now, in retirement I am free to indulge.
In discovering my neighbor’s circumstances, technically it’s this Sunny Sudenskaya though Winnie is most in charge, I cannot help reveling in memories of over twenty years governing the likes of Sunny. A collection of ‘poor’ little waifs who have had limited adult supervision and have broken the law, their behavior inside my facility was easily corrected. The difficulty was in assuring society that such had a lasting effect.
As Winnie begins the weary task of feeding this Sunny, he encourages discourse. And his words are effective... the subject matter b
